Pastel pink waves with flickers of magenta. A cloud of petals that provide a delicate landing for dew drops. The mirrorballs of water, reflecting light and capturing imagination. Love and flowers were always meant to intersect. One falling into the other like a missing puzzle piece. Love is a gift, something we learn to give and receive. Reciprocity the foundation for all forms of love, just as flowers know the dance of reciprocity with the sun. Leaning into her welcoming warmth, growing towards her whenever possible. As the sun also leans into them, sharing her rays and allowing growth to occur. This is the dance of life, loving and shifting. Growing and wilting. A forever-moving clock of transition.

Yet for a quiet moment in time, we gather. Our petals weaving into one another, our stories colliding into one collective novel, a soft landing, a glorious holding place for all that remains. Love and flowers, all we need for a beautiful life.

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